The Red Bridge II

There, tonight, across the red bridge,
I captured my ghost, pulled her hard to me,

under wings folded, her talons curled tight,
her fix on mine, her heart in flight,

there tamed under oak, one guarantee –
this ghost ‘cross the bridge will always haunt me.

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